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Chapter 1252

Wang Changsheng nodded, and winked at Wang Ruyan. Wang Ruyan understood, took out a cyan jade box, handed it to Wang Mingren, and said with a smile: "Uncle Mingren, these are the lotus seeds of Tianyue Golden Lotus. You can take them raw. It’s helpful, it’s a small gesture from us.”

The Wang family doesn't have many baby-forming objects, and all other baby-forming objects are unique, except for the lotus seeds of the Tianyue Golden Lotus. The Wang family has many lotus seeds, so it's okay to give Wang Mingren a lotus seed.

Hearing the words Tianyue Jinlian, Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng were shocked. They never expected that Wang Changsheng would actually take out a lotus seed of Tianyue Jinlian.

"Thank you, Changsheng, Ruyan."

Wang Mingren said gratefully, he would refuse other things, but he would not refuse to give birth to spiritual objects. He has a wide network, and he can ask a fourth-level alchemist to help refine it into a elixir, which will have a better effect.

While Wang Mingren was excited, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He could tell that Wang Changsheng must have a lot of lotus seeds. After all, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, and Ye Haitang were all close to Wang Changsheng. To a certain extent, Wang Changsheng was closer to them than Wang Mingren,

He guessed that Wang Changsheng should have obtained the inheritance of a high-ranking monk, and he might even have obtained the relics of a small sect. He never imagined that Wang Changsheng had obtained the relics of Zhenhaizong, one of the top ten sects in the South China Sea.

Ximenfeng's expression was also very excited. Anyway, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were willing to give them a lotus seed, which meant that they regarded Wang Mingren and Ximenfeng as relatives. Ximenfeng secretly made up his mind to redouble his efforts to repay the family in the future.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan walked out of Wang Mingren's residence, and they started wandering along the street.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and the number of pedestrians on the street increased instead of decreasing, and each store asked the waiter to shout at the door to attract customers.

After a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan appeared at the door of a unique courtyard. Wang Changsheng sent a sound transmission talisman. Not long after, the courtyard door opened, and a short, fat middle-aged man came out.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan restrained their breath, the middle-aged man did not realize their true cultivation.

"We were introduced by fellow Daoist Wang Mingren, do you still have the goods?"

"There is one more, come with me!"

The middle-aged man invited Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan into the courtyard. The courtyard was small, and there was a huge black iron cage with runes flashing on the surface of the black iron cage. A giant yellow elephant was lying in the black iron cage. Bruised, obviously beaten.

All kinds of things are sold in the black market, and spirit beasts are also for sale. In terms of monster resources, Northern Xinjiang is far inferior to Donghuang and Nanhai. This third-level cloud treading elephant is obviously not an ordinary third-level spirit beast. It should be a cultivator. The owner of a spirit beast raised by a sect or a cultivating family should be dead.

"This Cloud-Treading Elephant is proficient in earth-attribute spells. It has thick skin and thick flesh, and has great strength. Although it is a middle-rank third-rank, its strength is not much worse than a top-rank third-rank. Seeing that you were introduced by Daoist Wang, 70, how about it? "

The middle-aged man raised his right palm and said in a deep voice.

A third-tier low-grade puppet beast is at least 70 yuan. If this third-tier mid-tier cloud treading elephant is auctioned at an auction, the price will definitely exceed 50 yuan.

The price of spirit beasts has a certain relationship with the level, but it does not mean that all third-level spirit beasts can sell so many spirit stones.

Wang Changsheng bargained and bought this cloud treading elephant at a price of 60. 55 spirit stones may not be able to cultivate a monk of alchemy, and it would not be a loss to buy a third-level middle-grade spirit beast.

Back at the residence, Wang Changsheng handed the Tayunxiang to Wang Qingling. Wang Qingling frowned when he saw the wounded Tayunxiang.

"Uncle Jiu, it will take a certain amount of time to heal its injuries, half a year is too short, but it's no problem to drive it away."

Wang Changsheng nodded, and said: "It's fine if you can drive it. It doesn't matter. Calculate the distance. Let's start now. We can make more preparations if we can arrive at Black Crow Valley before the Treasure Appreciation Conference."

The next morning, the four of them left Huoyafang City.

After leaving Fangshi, Wang Changsheng sacrificed a black flying boat and flew them towards the sky.

The environment in the world of cultivating immortals in northern Xinjiang is quite special, with abundant fire energy and even many active volcanoes, which may erupt at any time. Wang Changsheng flew a black flying boat high into the sky to avoid being hit by the erupting magma.

Two months later, they appeared above a red-gold mountain range. The mountain range is composed of hundreds of peaks of different sizes. Looking down from a high altitude, the sight is golden.

The aura here is weak, and there are few people around, Wang Changsheng didn't intend to stay any longer. With a pinch of the formula, the black flying boat shone brightly, speeding up.

At this moment, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, with strong winds, lightning and thunder.

The colorful light spots are like stars, appearing in the sky, like setting off fireworks, very charming.

"National Infant Thunder Tribulation? Someone is here to attack the Nascent Soul stage?"

Wang Changsheng was a little surprised, the aura here is not abundant, it is not wise to attack the Nascent Soul stage here, nine out of ten are casual cultivators, and only casual cultivators will attack the Nascent Soul Stage here.

"Since someone is attacking the Yuanying stage, let's not bother him! Wait and see."

Wang Ruyan suggested that they flew over swaggeringly, which might affect the other party's salvation.

With a pinch of Wang Changsheng's formula, the black flying boat landed on a peak.

Wang Qiuming and Wang Qingling looked a little excited. There are not many opportunities to see the alchemy cultivator attacking the Nascent Soul Stage with his own eyes.

Not long after, accompanied by a deafening roar, a thick silver lightning fell and struck a certain mountain below.

Wang Changsheng stood on the top of the peak, looking at the thunder clouds high in the sky.

Thick silver lightning strikes down one after another, lightning flashes and thunder rumbles, and strong winds rise in all directions, as if it is the end of the world.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan couldn't help showing lingering fear on their faces. The thunder calamity is not the scariest thing, but the inner demon is the scariest thing, and it may not be able to survive even having a baby spirit.

After a cup of tea, the thunderclouds dissipated and the sky returned to clear.

A yellow light flew out from the ground and flew towards Wang Changsheng and the others. Not long after, the yellow light landed on a low soil slope. The yellow light was a man in yellow robe with pockmarked face. It's Huang Fugui.

Huang Fugui originally agreed with Song Xiruo of Sanyan Palace that when he conceived a baby in the future, he would use the spiritual land of Sanyan Palace, but when Huang Fugui came to him, Song Xiruo happened to be away, and he only knew Song Xiruo. If, if Song Xiruo was not there, Sanyan Palace would lend him the spirit land, but he would not dare to use it, because he could not trust others.

Huang Fugui likes to keep his hands full when doing things, and Jie Ying is no exception.

"Thank you two friends for your understanding."

Wang Changsheng and the others changed their faces, but Huang Fugui didn't recognize it. If the other party swaggered past here, it would definitely affect his surviving the catastrophe. Huang Fugui had to say a few words of gratitude.

Huang Fugui was also on guard against them, and he was thousands of feet away from the other party. Once the other party made any changes, he would run away immediately.

"It's just a matter of raising your hands. Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for entering the Nascent Soul Stage. See you soon."

Wang Changsheng didn't reveal his real identity, but with a pinch of the formula, the black flying boat lit up and flew towards the sky.

Huang Fugui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party going away. He was actually very afraid that the other party would kill him.

"Hey, I finally conceived a baby. From now on, Huang will be a Nascent Soul cultivator. Let's retreat for a while before we talk about it."

Huang Fugui turned into a yellow hurricane and disappeared into the sky. The speed was not much slower than Wang Changsheng's flying magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)